‘I finally accomplished something big. Six hundred and sixty-six of King Heaven-Devourer’s talismans!’

Yang Qi took a deep breath and the Heaven-Devouring True Energy in him surged, first crystallizing, then liquefying, and finally solidifying again into a śarīra inside of him.

He could now make Heaven-Devouring śarīras, each of which would contain immense power, like a precious treasure that could be crushed to release a wave of destructive power.

Or he could give them to other people, who could use them to extrude heterogeneous true energy and become incomparably pure, thus significantly advancing their cultivation.

Heaven-Devouring śarīras could also become worlds with impenetrable defenses that could provide safe havens for cultivation. And any heart-devils or heaven-devils that assailed the cultivator while using such a śarīra would be immediately absorbed and assimilated.

BUZZ!

The Heaven-Devouring śarīra took shape in his palm, a tiny white vortex that constantly consumed the...